Mr. Orange

"Long time no see. What do you want to hear? Um...whatever, then I'll play any song."

Gu Fei lazily hugged the guitar, and casually answered the questions on the screen: "There are no classes in the afternoon, and the dormitory is too noisy."

He was broadcasting live without showing his face. What appeared on the screen was an old guitar and a pair of hands. Those hands were white and slender, clean, and the nails were very beautifully shaped.

A bunch of hand-controlled voice controllers gathered in the live broadcast room, and while he was strumming the guitar, remarks praising his hands and voice slowly swiped the screen.

Gu Fei also lowered his head, tried it casually, paused for a few seconds, and then started.

This is a very fast-paced song. I can't hear the emotion. I can barely pick out a few words to describe it. It is brisk and unpleasant. From the sudden acceleration of the live broadcast screen, it can be seen that the playing is very good.

The piece was not long, and it ended in 3 minutes. After playing, Gu Fei also casually played the guitar, sat in the chair without speaking or moving, and fell into a long silence.

At this moment, he is not very emotional, and he doesn't want to talk, so he looks like a deep person.

The screen swiping speed gradually decreased again, and returned to the unhurried state.

At this moment, my mother called and said, "Did you go to the bar last night?"

The decibels were a bit high, so Gu Fei also moved the phone away, turned off the live broadcast, and comforted his stunned ears: "Who did you listen to, Queen Mother?"

"Picture posted in Zeng Peiming's circle of friends! Are you happy holding the wine bottle?"

A terrible pig teammate...

Gu Fei also sighed: "I was posing for a photo, but I didn't actually drink..."

"Do I believe it? Do you say I believe it?"

Gu Fei also thought to himself, I don't believe it myself, so I shut my mouth wisely, as quiet as a pig.

"Do you know your physical condition? You know how crazy you are when you go out every day! If you are so unreliable, I will go to study with you tomorrow!" At the end of the phone, the tone was emphasized, "Study with the prince!"

"Queen Mother, you are wrong. Accompanying the prince to study is just going through the motions. Besides, if you are the queen mother and I am still the prince, my life will be a bit messy."

There was silence for half a second: "Don't change the subject, Feifei, Mom knows you like to be lively, but that was before, now you need to rest."

Gu Fei also stood on the balcony and opened the window to let the wind blow in.

In the autumn afternoon, the wind was cool and gentle, and the sun felt just right on his body. He opened the screen window, poked his head out, and looked down from the height of the 23rd floor.

There is a river across the road downstairs, and there are many trees on both sides of the river. From Gu Feiye's angle, he can barely see a small piece of the river, but if he looks up, it is a different scene—the sky across the city is very blue. It looks like it can make people feel a sense of cleanliness and tranquility from the bottom of their hearts.

Gu Fei is also such a person who likes to join in the fun, so he can calm down and take a look for a long time.

However, it can’t work today, probably because I slept too late last night, and I felt a headache and neck pain after watching it for 2 minutes, so I lost the interest in standing stupidly, and went back to the room with a dull head.

This room was specially bought by his mother Pan Yan for him to go to college in Ducheng. It is a one-bedroom room with a Japanese style of decoration. The whole bedroom is a huge tatami mat.Gu Fei also just moved here not long ago, as long as there is no class during this period of time, he basically stays at home and doesn't want to go out, right as he is exchanging feelings with his new residence.

Everywhere I live is good, and I am satisfied with everything, but the new air conditioner seems to be sucking the wind, and it turns on and off automatically from time to time, which makes Gu Feiye, who is a star who will die if he doesn't turn on the air conditioner, a little irritable. Fortunately, the weather is getting colder. I can barely survive without air conditioning.

In such a boring afternoon, he must have some sleep, so Gu Fei also dragged out the bedding from the closet to make it up, tidied it up and stuffed himself in it.

At this moment, someone who doesn't know who is not good-looking calls. The phone is silent, but the vibrating movement is quite annoying.Gu Fei didn't want to move either, he frowned and struggled with the phone's vibration to the end.

Within a few seconds, the phone stopped moving, and Gu Fei also heaved a sigh of relief, continuing to prepare for sleep, and then...

The phone vibrated crazily again, this time, more persistently and persistently.

Gu Fei also had a headache from the shock, and finally surrendered, crawling out to answer the phone a little annoyed: "Hello?"

"It's me!" Zeng Peiming's angry voice was comparable to Pan Yan's in decibels, and Gu Fei also felt that he had to turn down the volume of the call to protect his damaged ears.

Rubbing his ears, Gu Fei also said, "You have to tell me what's going on with your circle of friends."

"Hey, don't mention it! I just got scolded by my mother this morning."

"Did you block the parents?"

"Drinking too high, made the invisible group visible."

Therefore, what was supposed to block parents has become visible only to parents.

sure.

Gu Fei also went to the living room, found a cigarette dangling from the coffee table, and found a lighter: "Pei'er, if you have nothing to do, don't post some Moments, you won't die."

Zeng Peiming probably heard the sound of a cigarette being lit, and put on a preaching tone: "Fei'er, it's okay for you to smoke less, or you will die."

"know."

"Know that you still smoke?"

Zeng Peiming is very strange, he never tells Gu Fei when he sees him drinking, and when he sees him smoking, he looks like if you stop smoking, you will die immediately.

Gu Fei also replied solemnly: "I ordered everything, it's shameful to waste it."

"I can't help it, I can't control you, we can only eat tonic." Zeng Peiming sighed, "How about asking Feifei to eat health porridge tonight?"

Gu Fei was also happy: "Speak human words."

Zeng Peiming corrected his attitude: "Do you want ribs and scallop porridge or Shiquan Dabu porridge?"

Gu Fei also replied: "Feifei wants to go to the steakhouse."

"...Fuck. Seven o'clock in the evening, don't be late."

Ducheng is a fancy or delicate city.In any small shop, the decoration and lighting inside and outside are like a quiet and beautiful painting. People who live here all the year round probably don’t think it’s so beautiful, but people who see it for the first time will definitely be impressed. I was overwhelmed by its beauty, and every time I passed a store, I raised my phone exaggeratedly, and started shooting with a wow.

Gu Fei also walked all the way to the steakhouse through the night and all kinds of lights. He locked his eyes on Zeng Peiming who was sitting in the corner holding his iPad. He knew without guessing that he was reading comics.

Gu Fei also went in and sat opposite Zeng Peiming, scanned the QR code to order, ordered a beef vermicelli soup, a grilled chicken wing, and handed the phone to Zeng Peiming: "Manga boy, what do you eat?"

Zeng Peiming flipped through the menu he had ordered, and looked up: "You don't eat steak?"

"Don't eat."

Under Zeng Peiming's stare, what's wrong with eating a broken bowl of vermicelli soup when you come to a steak restaurant, Gu Fei also sat upright: "I am a dedicated person, and I just love the vermicelli soup here."

"It's really so delicious? Dedicated people eat it every time."

Gu Fei also nodded affirmatively: "Yes."

Zeng Peiming decided to follow suit: "Then I will have a copy too."

Ten minutes later, Zeng Peiming raised his head from the bowl of beef vermicelli soup: "Damn it! It's really delicious!"

Is it tasty?It's delicious. Gu Fei also loves fragrant beef vermicelli. Sprinkling some coriander can't be better. Unfortunately, this restaurant doesn't provide coriander.

Speaking of which, Gu Fei would throw up when he smelled coriander in the past, who would have thought that he would like it so much now.

Unexpected.

Gu Fei also chomped down on his bowl of vermicelli soup, and when he was done, he started eating chicken wings again. Zeng Peiming suddenly lowered his voice and leaned in front of him: "Tomorrow night, I will go to Xiyingli to sell and sing for Tiger to earn some money. Dog food, do you play the accompaniment?"

Zeng Peiming raised a dog named Huzai.

Occasionally he would take Gu Fei to play the guitar, and then he would sing by himself, and finally took the money from the concert to buy dog ​​food, pointing at the dog food and smashing at his big yellow dog tiger, saying: "Look, this is what Uncle Fei gave you. For the dog food you earn, you, Uncle Fei, only have this life value left."

At this time, Gu Fei would always stretch out his foot and kick Zeng Peiming far away, while Hu Zai watched his master being kicked over happily and mentally, and wagged his tail along the way.

Gu Fei also nodded: "Okay."

There is a bridge in Xiyingli, or to be precise, a river. In early autumn, the water is very shallow, and the artificially built riverbank facing the north is very wide and flat, almost as wide as the river.

The slope of the river beach is very small, except for the small area close to the river, there are almost no plants. The south bank is a prosperous area, which illuminates this area brightly;Such a location and somewhat romantic atmosphere are very suitable for people to rest or take a walk.So on the side of the bridge, you can walk to the wide steps on the river beach, where people come and go all year round.

Many people like to get together on the river beach. Some people have seen cakes, some have seen people drinking wine, and more couples are sitting together, chatting and sharing dog food.

When Gu Fei also walked to the river beach with his guitar, Zeng Peiming, who was serious and had his hairsprayed, was already squatting in the corner playing with his various props. He wrapped a dog scarf of the same style as Zeng Peiming's clothes, and sat obediently. On the side, but the dog's head is turning around and looking around.

"Let's start." Gu Fei also kicked Zeng Peiming.